“You have no idea how much I’ve already sinned,” he whispers against my skin. “But I will claim what’s mine now.”

He proceeds to kiss my collarbone and neck, leaving delicious red marks everywhere, marking me as his. Finally, he stakes his claim. Finally, I can give something truly needed to my Master. And even though I barely know who he is, I know the very basic animalistic needs must always be met. And I am willing. Able. Needy for a Master who will make me feel like I’m in the right place: by his side, as an obedient servant.

“You are so beautiful,” he murmurs, his tongue circling my nipple. “So innocent. So perfectly submissive. You’ll be my undoing.”

I don’t know what he means with that last word, and why he thinks I will be his undoing, but I will do my best to be whatever he desires … Because that’s my reason for existing in this world.

It’s why I want him to take me. Because it gives me a purpose. There is a meaning to my life if I can give it to another.

“Do you still believe I am mad at you?” he asks.

“No, Master.”

“Good, because I want to show you how much I need you, even though I don’t deserve you. I want you to know how important you are.”

He leaves a trail of kisses all the way down to my pussy until he reaches my clit, making me gasp.

“Your pleasure is just as important as mine,” he murmurs, licking me.

I mewl with excitement, unable to keep the sounds at bay as he kisses me there.

He nudges my legs apart and I comply willingly, overwhelmed by the sensations I’m feeling.

“Have you ever been licked before?” he asks.

“No, not as soft as you are doing it, Master.”

He circles my clit and expertly rolls around his tongue between my slit, making me quake on my feet.

“Hmm … so no one has ever made you come this way?”

“No, Master.”

He looks up at me from under his lashes, a hint of arousal in his eyes, and he whispers, “There’s a first for everything.”

“I am yours to do with what you please, Master,” I say, my whole body liquefying from the way he looks at me. Possessive. Greedy.

“This isn’t for me, Ava. This is for you. I want to make you feel good,” he murmurs, and he dives straight back in.

He … he wants to make me feel good?

Oh god. I’ve never heard that before. It brings tears to my eyes.

They quickly evaporate as he licks me more vehemently, teasing me with his tongue. Energy builds up as I struggle to breathe and stay standing, but his grip is firm as he holds me in place. I can feel the heat rising throughout my body, my nipples tightening from the tension that’s building inside me. I don’t recognize this feeling that I experience, the growing lust pooling between my legs.“You taste so good …” He groans and shoves his tongue up my pussy, making me gasp for air.“Spread your legs.”